We Don't Fight Fair

I guess I fell asleep, because when opened my eyes, sunlight was pouring into the window. I groaned wiggled my toes. I tried to turn around, but something was holding me in the bed.

I felt a little more than uneasy. My head turned quickly, and I started to panic, until I caught sight of Frank curled up against my back. My lips curled into a smile, and I closed my eyes lightly. I felt him stir, but I pretended to be alsleep. Frankie moaned a little, and he sat up. I felt him chuckle a little and press up against me, rubbing my shoulders and kissing my bare back.

As much as I wanted this to go on forever, I forced myself to "wake up" again. I guess my acting was a little rusty, because I sat up way too quickly. "O-oh, my god, I'm sorry. I got scared because of a nightmare about cats, and Mikey is mad and-" "Uh, no it's ok. Really." I said, my voice cracking a little from sleep.

"Ok, Gerard, I wanted to properly talk to you." He was also shirtless. We sat up in the pristine, white bedsheets. The walls were the color of sand. We sat cross-legged facing each other.

"So I wanted to actually apologize for how I blew you off. I mean, I was really shitty to you and," he stopped and clasped my right hand in both of his. "I really love you. A lot. And the whole thing with Mikey, I told him that. I felt like I was forced into this, but didn't want to break my best friend's heart." I thoight about it. "Best friend meaning....?" Waiting in an expecting silence, Frank continued. "Meaning Mikey." I felt my face fall noticeably, but quickly tried to go back to my passive state. Frank did notice, and tilted my chin up to look me in the eyes.

"And you, were my unbelievably huge crush who I couldn't get out of my mind for days." I met his eyes, and he smiled, lip ring shining in the white morning light.

I smiled back, and this time, I had nothing stopping me. I leaned in, only to find that Frank had met me halfway. Our lips met, and I smiled. He smiled, too. I tangled my fingers in his hair, and groaned softly. We pulled away and he giggled, biting his lip and catching his breath.

We went at each other again. Our lips moved in sync, perfectly pressed together. I playfully nipped at his lip ring, watching his eyes roll back into his head. Before things got too heated, I pulled back and we smiled like idiots. Hopping off the bed, I yanked on a Yankees shirt and a pair of jeans, being sure to give Frank a full veiw of my ass.

I winked subtly him, silently telling him that I damn well why he was crossing his legs under the sheets.

I walked down the stairs to find Mikey and a guy with a kickass 'fro. They were giving each other googly eyes and had their hands stuck in their pockets, trying really hard to remain cool.

I slid my tounge across my upper teeth. It was kinda cute. Knowing thag for once, everything seemed like it was going good. And that was the happiest i've been in a long time.

I stepped outside, very, VERY happy that it was summer. I walked across my front yard that had a very nice veiw of nothing but buildings. I smiled to myself, and I thought about my kiss with Frankie. I felt the gaping hole in my chest fill up a little remembering how warm and happy he always made me feel. I was snapped out of my cheerful little daze by a loud sound.

"GERARD! HELP ME! PLEASE HELP ME!"

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